allan

TO THOSE LITTLE PIECES LEFT BEHIND
It was in that silence, in my head, that a hundred painful memories led.........Into a place, into a world, where the darkness of existence had unfurled.........It took a moment to erase that memory of emptiness upon your face........that day it seemed had set me free, even though your misery had penetrated me........you turned around and walked away, and its from all of you that ive turned this way......so to those of you who took my soul, i promise i will let your memory go.......but first i must insist i find, all those little pieces of me ive left behind
-GIR


today at the zoo i saw an orangutan puke on the glass and than eat it again.......i love the zoo

There exists a brief moment in time, every now and again, that my life becomes my own.......when ive climbed out of the dreary depths of what at the moment i call home........it's certainly simple.....or it may seem that life gracefully passes from point A to point B.........and yet i believe, as the stars seem to explode upon the nights horizon........yes of course....there must be something........around this corner......yes around this bend......it might happen for me......this emptiness must end............................
- GIR